| There’s something about that vibe, when you catch that vibe
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| Yeah (shh, shh, shh)
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| Yeah
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| Eleven hour flight, first stop in Ibiza
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| Smoke section out the cloud, hit me then we’ll meet up
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| The yacht’s at the marina, my watch on aquafina (bust down)
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| Dinner on the beach, forty-two on margaritas
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| Yeah, we the cats that put the THC in Lagunitas
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| From the trap we sellin' out sold out arenas, worldwide
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| The shelf in Amsterdam had me trippin' out to see my shit, a hundred for a gram
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| Drop a million in the bank, spend another on some land
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| Left some homies in the dust, they had another plan
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| We really run the game, yeah, go and check the facts
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| Stack got 'em payin' ten-thousand for a pack
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| In London I’m a king and they don’t even know I rap
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| They just know the little blue C’s on the bags
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| Marijuana mafia, the Feds want me bad
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| I just threw another bundle in my bag
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| I’m lovin' it
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| A hundred thousand on my watch, I’m lovin' it
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| We party in our yachts, I’m lovin' it
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| Pulled it fresh off the lot, I’m lovin' it
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| I could never get enough of it
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| I’m lovin' it
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| Your boy got rich, I’m lovin' it
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| The homies didn’t flip, I’m lovin' it
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| I could never get enough of it
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| You try’na turn out my wallet, two hundred was the offer
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| Twenty minute boat ride out to Gibraltar
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| I’m sittin' with the bankers, we talkin' 'bout taxes
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| Why we play this game, who can live the fastest?
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| Why the Feds wanna freeze my bank and take my assets?
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| Blood-shot eyes behind Versace glasses
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| I’mma sticky situation, droppin' game on vacation
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| Why your heart filled with the hatred?
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| Why you try’na hold onto somethin' we created?
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| Fuck it, you gon' hear me clown your ass on the radio station
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| We worldwide with it, snowman with
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| Jigga pulled up with the cookie fan boppin', I’m lovin' it
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| I don’t appreciate it often
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| Deals on the table got way too many options
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| Then my mind racin', fuck it
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| I’mma smoke and think about life on this boat
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| A hundred thousand on my watch, I’m lovin' it
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| We party in our yachts, I’m lovin' it
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| Pulled it fresh off the lot, I’m lovin' it
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| I could never get enough of it
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| I’m lovin' it
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| Your boy got rich, I’m lovin' it
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| The homies didn’t flip, I’m lovin' it
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| But I can’t get enough of it |